Without a trace

Freshau people were getting ready for freedom day.

A mist came and slowly moved across the town.

There was a loud scream for HELP.

Once where there was a happy, loving  town with good people....now it all vanished....

Without a trace.

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It was a perfect day. The birds were chirping and the wonderful people of Freshau were all getting ready for the freedom day festive celebration.

The town had never looked so beautiful. There were green ribbons tied across the many door frames in the town, to represent nature. A red balloon was tied to all the top of the town lights that glowed magenta, whenever the sun set and the blanket of brief night darkness approached.

Even the people were in spectacular dress. The children wore gold outfits to represent their love for the day light. Then the adults wore grey, to remind others that there was still evil lurking about even when all seemed calm & quiet.

As these preparations were taking place....a young dark leader was making other plans for his unsuspecting folk. 

He was once their very own being who they looked up to. But after finding out that they took him in from his true calling: Total death and annihilation, he couldn't stand to see their happy faces anymore. Or see them full of joy and life.

The Freshau people had taken really good care of Maethj. They tried their best to teach him how to be good. They even tried controlling his evil powers. 

All their efforts were in vain. For Maethj's mind could not be changed. And he vowed later on that as long as he was around, there would always be deaths and chaos.

There was a secret council, that was in charge of keeping on high alert-to make sure that evil would not win. As long as Maethj was free and loose, then not even any magic spells or tricks could be used against him. Unless, he felt satisfied and somewhat happy....only then could he be stopped. 

The council, from the moment he left Freshau, kept a close eye on the level of chaos in all worlds. There was no way they were going to let him win this fight.

If only they knew that Maethj had been training with his dark family after he left Freshau. They all had a psychic link that made it possible for them to talk wherever they were. Even if they were trillions, zillions of miles apart.

His family were from the underworld. They were magical beings that survived the depths of hell itself. Too powerful to be roaming any parts of the universe/galaxy.

These dark lords wanted their family to be set free-from their eternal fire punishment. They made sure that their youngest little one would be able to walk freely without any difficulties. 

They hatched a plan to send him to a place where they knew....no one would suspect him of being a dark lord. He was only a sweet little child that didn't know right from wrong.

Maethj was given a small medallion that gave him the power to go to any place his dark heart desired. That's how he ended up being with the Freshau folk, who all welcomed him with loving arms.

His dark family members informed him of just how strong he was. They also told him that he could use his mind for so much evil and terror. To bring all forms of life across the galaxy.

The young dark lord wondered what he could do to bring misery to all the people of Freshau. Then he had a brilliant idea. He could use their own minds and fears to destroy them. But how?

Maethj mediated before heading to Freshau. He contacted his family and told them that he was on his way.

He left at full flight light speed towards Freshau. They wouldn't suspect anyone to try and ruin their grand celebration.

The special council detected a strange dark power heading for Freshau. All seven leaders looked at each other. They didn't want to believe it. But their senses were right. Maethj was on his way to Freshau. They were all scared for their lives and the lives of the good people.

The dark lord carefully passed by the main security task force surrounding Freshau. He phased right through the walls, buildings and flew right to the center civil area of Freshau.

Maethj: People of Freshau do not be afraid. I have come to rid this place of all that's good.

The special council ran towards Maethj. Their effort to try and save their people failed. They were frozen in their tracks with a freeze spell cast by the Dark Lord, and he only used his mind to do that.

Suddenly, Maethj summoned a force so malevolent and frightful. The ground shook and there was a gigantic explosion.

Before any other person tried to seize him, a mist slowly approached all across the land. Inside buildings, homes and towering Freshau towers.

An old woman shouted for HELP. But it was too late. A large, volcanic creature had whisked her into the underworld. The sky darkened and Maethj's eyes glowed a deep, scarlet as he said the enchantment to continue moving the mist across Freshau.

The crowd slowly grew smaller as bodies were being sent into the depths of Hell.

Soon there wasn't a soul left in the town. Then Maethj did even something much worse. He cast a no trace spell and with a loud POOF, the whole area and space where Freshau stood was gone.